"Big Bird!" Guan Heng shouted loudly: "Use the 'Ball of Flame' to attack the big tree in front of him, peck out a hole to show the flying winged dragon. "

"Kuga-huh!" The golden-eyed croaker flapped his wings and jumped over the sky. A ball of flame popped out of the bird's beak, and suddenly wrapped around the golden-eyed croaker's long beak. It suddenly turned into a red color of fire, adding a bit of sharp appearance!

At this time, the golden-eyed bird swooped down from a high place and poked the trunk of the big tree ahead with its beak of flames!

"Boom!" The originally sharp bird beak and spiritual flames attached to the package, and its attack power increased more than doubled. A huge hole the size of a bowl was nailed on the trunk. At this time, the trunk was shaking and blue smoke was swaying. Just a few crackling sounds were heard. The big tree, which was thick with its embrace, collapsed and broke!

The golden-eyed croaker's flame beak was sharp and powerful, and the flying winged dragon was stunned. It had fought with the golden-eyed croaker's flame vortex before, but never expected that under Guan Heng's guidance, the other party's beak wrapped in flames caused such a powerful attack.

"Don't be surprised. When you understand the cold air wrapped around your front paw fist, you can also use tricks such as "Frozen Fist".

Guan Heng hugged his shoulder and said, "Maybe more than that, the frozen air in your body is not inherent, but caused by the melting of the ice beetle in the stomach. Therefore, the effect of the original poisonous fog may also be attached to the fist, which is theoretically feasible. "

After listening to the flying winged dragon, he thought to himself. At this moment, he heard the sound of musical instruments playing from the other side of the river not far away. Guan Heng sounded very fresh: "Wow, in this wilderness, there are people playing music in the canyon that frequently appears frequently. I feel leisurely and elegant. Go and take a look."

Thinking of this, Guan Heng put away the golden-eyed bird with a metal cylinder, leaving behind the flying winged poisonous dragon thinking about new tricks in place. Dingchun, who was originally napping on the river bank, seemed to hear the sound of music, and it seemed to be very interested in the sound.

Without waiting for Guan Heng to greet him, Dingchun jumped over the two, three meters wide river bank and ran towards the place where the music started. A few seconds later, he heard a shout from there: "Wow, what a big white dog, so cute, haha..."

When Guan Heng ran over, Dingchun had already started to wag his tail happily in front of the young man playing the harp. The little white lion seemed to be interested in the performance of various instruments. When he was in the Kauru Royal Capital, when he saw someone playing the piano and flute, he squatted there and listened quietly, and refused to leave for a long time.

After talking to the young man who played the harp for a few words, Guan Heng learned that his name was Rebassa, and he lived in Haoyue City in the Principality of Demachi, and now he is traveling alone.?

"I am a bard. I compile all my experiences and hearings during my trip into poems and sing them to everyone." Rebassa said with a smile: "Where are you?"

"I, with my sister Shani, on a trip." Guan Heng didn't care about making a deep conversation with his new friend. He immediately said: "It's a coincidence that you just came out of Haoyue City, and we are going to go to Haoyue City with the convoy."

"So that's how it is." Rebassa nodded after hearing this, gently plucked his fingers, and the strings suddenly sounded pleasantly. He sang softly: "Haoyue City, my hometown, is both an unforgettable paradise and a cage that binds birds..."

"Haha, I'm so full of thoughts." Guan Heng closed his eyes slightly, lying on the pillow in the grass nest warmed by the sun. He murmured in a low voice: "From the sound of this piano, I can hear the purity in your heart and kindness in your heart, but why is there a faint sadness in the singing?"

"Ha, I didn't expect that you are really my soulmate." Rebasa reached out and gently stroked the snow-white fluff in front of him. He sighed and said, "Actually, I escaped from my home. Because my dad suddenly signed me a marriage, I didn't want to marry someone I had never met, so I left a book and ran away from home."

"Wow, that's OK?" Guan Heng sat up from the grass nest. He asked with some gossip: "Hey, Rebasa, you ran out of your home. Are you not afraid of your parents worrying?"

"Hahaha, it's okay." Rebasa said with a smile: "This is a wonderful custom passed down from ancient times in Haoyue City. Once children have any problems and have differences with their parents, they can leave the book immediately, but they must indicate how long they have left, so parents will not worry about my affairs."

"It actually has such a strange custom?!" Guan Heng was so amused and crying after listening: "This sounds really, very willful."

"Actually, I thought about engagement very clearly when I came out."

Rebassa patted the harp in his hand and said, "I won't make my parents too embarrassed. Since the marriage has been decided long ago, I will go back sooner or later and take on my own responsibilities. This is also an explanation for my parents and family. After all, there is no way to make more choices based on my own wishes in marriage."

"Haha, it turns out that you are still a descendant of a noble?" Guan Heng asked with some jokes: "Is it the Duke, Viscount, or the Lord?"

"Stop guessing, any title is just a false title." Rebassa shrugged and said indifferently: "So what if it is a king? Losing freedom will only increase your worries."

"Stop talking about those unhappy things. It's rare to meet in this Poison Dragon Canyon. Just go to our camp for lunch." Guan Heng suggested: "The people in the convoy are in a hurry to go on their way recently. Everyone is nervous. They are all very depressed. I think everyone should listen to your harp playing and poetry singing, and everyone should relax."

"Haha, well, as a bard, you can't refuse to be invited to lunch." Rebassa said with a smile: "Because this is a gift from God."

A few minutes later, Rebasa and Guan Heng, who brought Dingchun, returned to the convoy camp. Just as lunch was ready, Isaac was happy to welcome Rebasa to have lunch with everyone after listening to Guan Heng's introduction.

Because the journey is very boring and lonely, and there are few people who have entertainment, so travelers who often go out know that minstrels who can sing and perform are the most popular professions.

The bard can bring you laughter and poems full of strange stories, but what you want is just a simple meal. Isaac is also a person who goes out all year round. It can be seen that the young man in front of him is a real bard, so he does not doubt his identity.
Chapter completed!